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Chapter 10: Turn of Events

Another four days had passed without any advantage or loss. It seemed like this was the never ending battle. We had come in being told this would be a quick stop and clean up but it was anything but. My heart still ached over Ron's dead. Word had come from Terry; he was doing well but wanted us to come bust him out after this was done. He was his usual self, happy and joking all in the face of war and him nearly dying. Terry and Matt were similar in some ways like that. The war didn't seem to affect their spirits; they stayed themselves even in the midst of being shot at. They were rare souls that needed to be kept that way. I shook my head to clear it. Dawn was approaching and as soon as the sun touched the horizon to the enemy's flank, the fighting would start up again. My watch read 5:30 A.M. meaning the sun would be up in thirty five minutes on the nose.

The sound of an engine pattering quietly through the silence was deafening. I winced at the continual noise of it even if it wasn't as loud as it sounded. You could literally hear the driver apply pressure to the breaks, that was how quiet everything was. A door creaked open then slammed shut after the person had exited the vehicle. I barely heard the light footsteps as I turned to look at the newcomer. Wait, not a new comer. A smile opened across my face as I caught a look of messy flame red hair and goggles pulled down over emerald eyes. Matt was back.

When he saw me, he smiled back and came over to where I was standing at a building's corner. "You're back." I said, unable to stop the lame words coming out of my mouth.

"Why, Captain Obvious! I hardly recognized you without your cape." Oh Matt. He grinned at me and everything seemed to go away. There wasn't a war. There wasn't a battle. There was no impending threat of being killed. Ron hadn't died-hell, Ron didn't even exist. I realized I hadn't answered and he was waiting for a witty reply.

"Why, Lieutenant Sarcasm… Wait. You're no Lieutenant." He looked a little surprised at my change of joke but he smiled anyway.

"Status update." He requested, something I had only ever heard the brass and high ranking officers say. Again, the question of why he was a Private plagued my mind. How was it that this military genius was a lowly Private? Not even a Private 2, just a Private.

"Nothing new what so ever. We've been trading blows constantly with no power exchange."

"We need to shock them before they do it to us."

"We don't have enough men."

"Yes we do, ever heard the story of how Lieutenant General Lawliet took out an entire division with only one squadron?"

"Everyone had heard that story."

"I think I've got an idea if you're willing to take a risk."

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"So you see, it really isn't as complicated as it looks." Matt said as the officers stared at him in shock, disbelief coloring their faces. He completely ignored them as he continued to speak in his calm tones, "The game of cat and mouse has been going on to long so we need the three things that make a good move. One, we have a distraction. Two, we divide up their forces. Three, we move in. The basic strategy is that you come in all guns blazing from the front but they'll expect it. They applied a very similar tactic in 1939, the Blitzkrieg. When the German mobilized forces would crash into the front line, their enemy would be torn to bits.

"If we do a modified version of that, we should be able to corner and cut them down. We haven't the numbers to go on a full frontal assault so we will come in from all sides but the front-"

"Are you crazy? They'll mow us dow-"

"No they won't." Matt easily retook his explanation, "When the side and back force move in, all eyes will be turned on the front diversion. Easy pickings for about… Four and a half minutes while everyone is confused. That is when the division of the ranks will start; no one will listen to the men in charge and will attempt to break free. The fight or flight instinct will be very strong and most will take the flight option."

"This could work." I murmured softly. "Private, what would be used as a distraction?"

"Unless I'm mistaken, and I'm not, we have some highly skilled pyro technicians correct?"

"Each squad had two men able to operate any form." Someone interjected, wanting to be of help as Matt brought his plan together.

"Lieutenant Keehl told me how they found a warehouse with fireworks and other celebratory devices. We could put on a real show for our diversion. Smoke bombs. Fire crackers. Colored smokers. Fireworks. Groundworks. Everything we can possible put to use. A gasoline fire line will be put up to keep the Germans from trying to run through when they're under attack from the sides and back."

"What kind of split are we talking about Private? We barely have three squads left."

"Each side will have one squadron, the back will have half a squad and will be accompanied by the silent companion, each pyro technician will have one gunman with him and the extra men will go on the sides."

"You must be crazy!"

"The back will all be killed!"
"What about the snipers?"

"You must have a death wish for everyone, Private!"

"Shut up!" I growled at the men who fell silent immediately. "Private Jeevas has just given us an amazing plan with logic behind. The front will be protected by the smock bombs, the fire wall, and the gunmen with them. They'll be the safest. The back will be coming from a smoke cloud, the silent companion, so they'll look like a much bigger force. The Germans will know their front and back is no way to get out so they'll rush the north and south in a mad attempt to get free. The sides have the most men because they'll be the ones with the most fighting." Matt caught my eye and nodded approvingly at my explanation.

"We will place snipers on top of our buildings to pick off any stragglers." He added in. Men started nodding, the plan was making sense.

"Private, I think I speak for all of us when we say good job." Captain Landra said with a smile. Matt shook his head.

"No, it is never a good job until it's finished and we've won." Everyone seemed taken aback by his harsh words, even I was. "Gentleman, please inform your men of the plan before the fighting starts." With those final words, he turned on his heel and walked off quickly on his long legs. I paused for a moment before standing and going after him. I needed an answer.

"Private!" I called and jogged up next to him before dropping my pace to match his, "That was incredible. How the hell are you just a private? I need to know. Please." I knew I was babbling but the curiosity was burning inside of me, "No private could have come up with such an ingenious plan." He stopped walking without looking at me; he was really going to tell me!

"Mihael… I cannot tell you now but everything will become clear after we end this battle." His tone was different, deeper and kind of gravely. What was going on in his mind? Someone was seriously wrong.

"Matt, please, what is wrong?" I would never order him to tell me but I was hoping he would. I was hoping he felt like he could confide in me what was troubling his mind. "Why won't you tell me now? What happened?"

"Some things are better left unsaid, Mihael." He turned to look at me and his eyes… His eyes were so green they sent a shiver down my spine. Why was he looking at me this way? My skin felt like it was crawling with pleasure as his gaze didn't waver for even a second. What did this mean? Some things are better left unsaid… Did this mean he knew? Did he know what I felt? Did he know I was in love with him? Why was he staying so silent? Why wasn't he moving? Why was he watching me so closely? "And some things need to be voiced." Was he telling me to say it out loud? Was he giving me permission to come out to him? What should I do?

I ended up saying nothing as blush crept up my neck to my cheeks. Matt did the unthinkable. He reached up to my cheek and gently touched my hot blush before moving to cup my face. My heart started hammering in my chest as he leaned down and touched his lips to mine.

I kissed him back without a second's hesitation. His lips were warm and soft against mine as we seemed to melt together. He took hold of me and pulled me into an alley way so we wouldn't be seen. Oh my god, this was really happening. He lightly nipped my lower lip before running his tongue against it. I opened up my mouth and gently probed his tongue with mine. He must have liked that because he pinned me bodily against the brick wall of the alley. His tongue explored my mouth as I utterly submitted to this man who I had instantly fallen in love with.

He was very forceful and I loved it. His strong hand had pinned both my wrists above my head while his other hand was rested on my hip. I made no attempts to struggle, I wanted this as much as he did. "Mnnnhnn." I moaned into his open mouth as I felt his hard member press against my hip. He was fucking huge, oh my god. He was at least 28 centimeters… Matt naturally started to grind against me as he never stopped assaulting my mouth with his. A wet spot started to form against my pants as precum oozed from my begging member. I wanted him. I wanted him so bad. I needed him. I needed more!

His grip on my wrists loosened and I immediately dropped them to hold onto him for dear life. Without even touching me, he nearly had me reading to cum. How did one man have such a strong effect on me?

I couldn't take it anymore; my cock was throbbing in beat with my hammering heart. I was so close and I knew he had to be. I pushed him back slightly and undid the regulation belt at his waist. I reached in and grabbed hold of him, my hand unable to even reach all the way around as I undid my pants as well. I started pumping fast, unable to hold back and make this glorious moment last any longer. His hand replaced mine on my own desperate member and he started moving his hand up and down faster and faster. "Oh god." I moaned as he panted heavily. I was the first to cum, my seed bursting from me and shooting thick ropes to the ground. He didn't stop jacking me as I came hard, my hand tightened around him the second I hit euphoria. He groaned and shot his load all over the ground with mine.

Our panting gradually slowed down as we came off of our climaxes. I looked up to find him watching me, his eyes filled with… Compassion. A small smile played at his lips as he leaned forward and gently pressed his swollen lips against mine. So this was what it was like to be so in love that you didn't care what just as long as they looked at you. Just as long as they touched you. "Mihael." He whispered softly in my ear. "Mihael." The way he said my name was far more intimate than what we had just done.

"I love you." I whispered back. He didn't respond for a full minute before he pulled back and put his forehead to mine. "I love you." I said again, not needing to hear him say it but needing to say it myself.

"Ich liebe dich." He said softly, "I love you."